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@crommus
my secret talent is getting tired without doing anything
Usually we said that when you are in abstinence from something, life becomes empty. To live is no longer to live, laugh is no longer to laugh. You feel poor and every feeling makes you cry. You start to change the senses of things and the sky is no longer synonymous of freedom but a windowless prison. When you are in abstinence from someone, it seems like everything hurts a little more. You can not say "I love you" or "I miss you". You can not show a sign of emotion because you don’t want to look pitiful to others. But you feel everything, even when you are asleep. But that person still there, living. Sometimes he blames himself, sometimes he blames you, sometimes you blame yourself, sometimes you blame him. Sometimes he burns himself, sometimes he burns you. Burns everything until nothings left. And then it feels alive. We all look for someone to blame until we feel invigorated. But also, we all cry when we're worn out. And then you are feeling lonely again, in abstinence, and wondering if anyone can remember you and the way you live. Only one time. Then against your will you will laugh. Against your will you will live. Because even without abstinence, you cry. As I’ve laughed. As I’ve cried. As I’ve lived.
ginza (insp. on “as i’ve lived” by sg wannabe)
miemami
Eu já me peguei querendo escrever sobre nós, mas eu realmente não sei se existe sequer um nós. Não sei o que represento para você, se é que represento alguma coisa.
Thaís Padilha
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ATENÇÃO.
Resolvi abrir um espaço no tumblr para capas em psd. Uma coisa bastante rara hoje em dia, muitos tumblr que faziam desativaram e muitas páginas do facebook também por causa de problemas com créditos (plágio) ou que, as pessoas não motivam, como comentário, curtida e tals. Se não der certo eu vou PARAR de fazer as capas. Se você pegar, dá um coração ou avisa na ask.
OBS: as medidas são 850x315.
NÃO REMOVA OS CRÉDITOS
REGRAS: Reblog Vá na ask e peça ‘’capa 01.’’
VOU CONFERIR!
É a pureza da simplicidade que enriquece a alma.
Ezequias Souza.
(via motoshima)
Deus não disse ame o branco o ou negro, ame o hétero ou o gay, ame o crente ou o ateu, ame ela ou ele. Ele disse ame o próximo. Então faça, sem rótulos ou limites, incondicionalmente.
Amor é bom. Amar é tudo.
Em geral não me apaixono pelas coisas. Mas eu realmente amei você.
Querido John.